Chamonix

After leaving Annecy, we drove a bit to Chamonix. Mom wanted to see if we could see Mont Blanc. It was about an hour drive. When we pulled into the town, unfortunately Mother Nature wasn't cooperating with us, and there were thick clouds prohibiting us from seeing the mountain. Instead we walked around the town a bit (think Aspen) and had some hot chocolate in a little cafe that was packed with outdoorsy people itchin to do something dangerous. Apparently the weather hadn't been good for a while though and the were not good prospects for it getting better any time soon. While we were sitting and drinking coffee and hot chocolate (at 10:15am) there was a group of guys behind us eating breakfast and drinking beers. I guess if Mother Nature ruins your fun, you make your own, even if it is 10:15 in the morning.

We were clearly not dressed appropriately for this town either. Everyone was set head to toe in Columbia, North Face and other fancy schmancy outdoor gear. Me? Jeans and pumas. Right. One interesting sight in this little place was a super-old carousel. Pretty neat. All the random joys of little towns.